As I entered the place of reception, they gifted me the ceremonial bouquet, a bouquet of flowers and they did so to about another sixty guests. Many of the guests left the bouquet on a table nearby and walked away. Few left it in their cars for the drivers to dispose it. I took the bouquet home and I looked at the bouquet. These flowers were still living. With a little care and attention I could prolong their life for another four days. All that the flowers needed was a little water to survive upon. I decided to differentiate my course of action from that of the other recipients of the bouquet. I decided to be accommodative to the needs of the flowers. The others must have alienated these flowers from their routines. To enhance the life, I picked out twenty roses from the bunch, some stems were used as packing material and some ornamental grass gave the volume. Having segregated these three, I cut flowers all to the same length as each other and a nice terracotta coffee mug with water, became the container for the flower’s journey for the next four days. The stems I cut to decorate a grass bed under the mug. All together it was a fine flower decor for the table.
My purpose did not end here. Enlivening the flowers was not enough. Having the convenience of a smart phone I choose to become a photographer. I clicked a few pictures of this flower decor, this made the flowers immortal. I took help to make a flower decor of these twenty roses. I took help from three workers. They became trained in attributes of enlivening, decoration and beauty. All four of us enjoyed our together time during this training that I imparted. The trainees are now equipped with refined thinking. I invited four friends over for coffee and snacks. They were really touched on seeing the creativity and innovation that had gone into making this flower decor. They made few observations – on how a bouquet of flowers that could have been discarded and dead could actually become a thing of appreciation, but then, it had to fall into the right hands. One of them was provoked to become innovative. He picked out one rose from that terracotta mug and then made a narration that every rose flower looks very beautiful. It’s got a collective fragrance. But then, the entire flower is made of up to thirty individual petals. These petals also, have their own individual identity. Every petal withers away at its own time. The individual identity and personal journey of each person is like a petal of the same rose flower. Each petal has a fractured existence, fragmented ambitions and a fraction of size from that of the original flower. To each petal its own identity is important.
The solution is for the singled petal to get back to its original form, to come together as a whole flower. The fractioned pieces of the mind must have the skill to get back to togetherness.
Hearing this, the second friend conveyed the reaction. There is a skill required to know the transient nature of the person. In its individual capacity, the petal cannot get the glory that is of the flower. The color of the flower does evidently shine more intensely than that of its own petal. The sectarian of the petal may have been needed for a specific function, but the skill to knit back the petals into its original form of the flower is that of a genius. The genius strives in the pursuit of the skill to knit things back into togetherness. It’s in the art of coming together can persons find that they are originally a community of people. Every individual is an integral part of the social fabric. Very few training programs teaches us on how to get back together from our confinement to specific functional segments.
The third friend at this coffee table responded that there are no roses without the thorns, these are like hostilities into our daily order. Many disruptions are looked at as hostilities. Being by rules is a virtue, but yet, the thorns too have their utility. The learnings are deeper in those who have touched the thorns. If you do a deep dive into the life of the rose, you will discover that the thorns are limited to the stem, there are no thorns on the petals. It takes a trained eye to see the hidden orderliness in the apparent chaos and crisis.
Spiritual wisdom will teach you how to incorporate the happening of incorrectness as part of perception.
Me and my trainees were really grateful that these friends at the coffee table could discover such insights in a product that we put together in a matter of twenty minutes. And that too from a flower bouquet that could have been potentially discarded. But yet, the completeness in the loop seemed to be missing.
The fourth friend remarked – let us show this flower arrangement to the person who handed over the bouquet at the reception itself. It was George who welcomed us at the reception. When he heard the story, he was surprised that how a story of a kind act of giving life was initiated by him. His amazement was not that of life enhancement of the flower for next four days, its immortality in the photograph, the training it gave to three workers, not even the four people who were invited to have coffee around it. He did not even consider the spiritual narrative of the togetherness of the flower, the individual identity of the petals and learning from the thorns as being compassionate or charitable. Then what was the amazement we questioned. George expressed his gratitude. He said – I have done this job of handing over bouquets many times at reception, it is first time that somebody thought of me and gave me credit for their story. George was touched he had never experienced such attention and care that he got from this event. His realization was that there are people who give credit where it is due and that there is merit in his action.
Every day you are also part of initiators who have initiated many grand events, you may not have realized and others may not have reminded you. If your association is with the right people, then they may have made you feel full and total.
You may have had the experience of being mentally broken. You remember the time when you hurled curse words at somebody, the memory must have haunted you for another two days or even three, maybe. You must have broken an expensive flower vase, the sense of loss may have made your mind turbulent. These are like the individual petals. The solution is for the singled petal to get back to its original form, to come together as a whole flower. The fractioned pieces of the mind must have the skill to get back to togetherness.
The individual petal may have some characteristics of the mother flower but the rose in its entirety commands dignity. Spiritual sanctity is conferred on those who knows the art to fit in into the place that is played out to them in every moment.
Look at the time when you had a break up from somebody or maybe the day of layoff from a company. When you are low, moody, down and depressed, at that time walks in an old friend who is also resourceful. At the sight of this intimate friend all bits and pieces of the fractioned mind comes together as a whole to greet him. In this instance you may experience a relief, solace or being uplifted. This experience is the coming together of your mind into completeness. Driving this journey to togetherness is the spiritual intelligence. It is your perspective. From your perspective it may appear to be a very big and large scale of operation. You may assume that it is too big to perceive the thorn, the stem, the rose and the petal all four items as one integral product. Doing breathing techniques and practice of meditation can upscale your knowledge. Yoga practices brings broader perceptions. Spiritual wisdom will teach you how to incorporate the happening of incorrectness as part of perception.
The petals can be departmentalized, categorized and classified. The individual petals are vulnerable to be compartmentalized as a standalone personality. You may have to experience an inferiority complex; you may have been anxious as if standing outside the community. The search then is to find a method to fit in. To fit in to where all others are. To recognize that each individual is connected and interlaced into a social fabric. That social fabric is the completeness as is the fully blossomed flower. The bloom is an experience of security and safety. The individual petal may have some characteristics of the mother flower but the rose in its entirety commands dignity. Spiritual sanctity is conferred on those who knows the art to fit in into the place that is played out to them in every moment. This is spiritual intelligence, a journey of the rose flower.
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